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I used to cringe when I read blog posts where the author apologized for neglecting his/her blog. “It’s your responsibility to keep your blog updated! How dare you make the space and then not take the time to maintain it!” I thought arrogantly… Then I graduated my Honors degree and had to start working full-time, and my dedication slowly waned. So, yeah… I’m sorry…

None the less I have been very busy with incredibly exciting projects. InfinityCoZa has been my main focus, I redesigned the homepage and have received some fantastic feedback. Which inspired me to design some random stuff for the quick-growing brand.

I did some Hipster Guides, and loved it. There will be more coming soon, since the response has been so surprising, people really responded to these. Like Infinity’s Facebook page, or follow us on twitter, for updates.

I also made a “How To Make Friends” poster:

I’m full of ideas for guides like these… Soooo many projects… So little time… *sigh* But I did get to some graphic event reviews which you can find on the Facebook page if you’re interested. We’ll also be running competitions shortly, and publishing our adventure recommendations. I told you it was exciting stuff!

Then I’ve also started to work on my website which will showcase my new blog, my illustration and design portfolios. It will launch on ellaroo.co.za hopefully before the end of the year, but you’ll be the first to know when it does 🙂

It was nice writing again. Good for the heart, you know? I’ll post again soon.

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The conditions under which I am understood, and then of necessity—I know them only too well. One must be honest in matters of the spirit to the point of hardness before one can even endure my seriousness and my passion. One must be skilled in living on mountains—seeing the wretched ephemeral babble of politics and national self-seeking beneath oneself. One must have become indifferent; one must never ask if the truth is useful or if it may prove our undoing. The predilection of strength for questions for which no one today has the courage; the courage for the forbidden…a new conscience for truths that have so far remained mute…Reverence for oneself; love of oneself; unconditional freedom before oneself…

Nietzsche, The Antichrist



I know my fate. One day my name will be associated with the memory of something tremendous—a crisis without equal on earth, the most profound collision of conscience, a decision that was conjured up against everything that had been believed, demanded, hallowed so far. I am no man, I am dynamite.—

Nietzsche, Ecce Homo


“To live alone one must be a beast or a god, says Aristotle. Leaving out the third case: one must be both—a philosopher.”
Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols


From weheartit.com


You might want to check out the new post on Infinity before you write your mother’s day card for Sunday. There are some surprising facts that every child should know about being a mom. I sure as hell aint ready for 7 300 diapers in two years… But my mom did it all without a sweat. She sure is special.

(Dankie mamma)


“Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. An intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you’ll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.”

Janet Fitch, White Oleander

I’ve been doing so well that a slight pang of loneliness tripped me up today. I was so dissapointed in myself for feeling something other than bliss. But it’s important to remember that beating yourself up can never help. That everything passes and that feeling something other than happiness is not a sign of weakness. Schopenhauer understood that contentment is not the human condition and that we should not believe man is “supposed to be happy”, we are not supposed to be anything but to be in the world we were thrown into. I am lucky that 99% of my days are absolutely joyous, this 1 day I will consider as a reminder of the crazy, random, variety of human existence.


“Perhaps the best way to describe the diminishing interest in philosophy among the intellectuals is to say that the infinite is losing its charm.

We are becoming commonsensical finitists – people who believe that when we die we rot, that each generation will solve old problems only by creating new ones, that our descendants will look back on much that we have done with incredulous contempt, and that progress toward greater justice and freedom is neither inevitable nor impossible.

We are becoming content to see ourselves as a species of animal that makes itself up as it goes along.

Richard Rorty, Philosophy as Cultural Politics

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